If you hear me utter the words, "I feel as if," chances are good that one of two things is happening. I'm trying to be funny in a too hard, stop trying kind of way. Or I'm trying not to lose my temper or burst into tears.
So you can imagine the hilarity and also slight shame I felt when Brynna said on Sunday night, "I feel as if you are making up excuses to not go to night church."
So, here it is Wednesday, I have a throbbing flourescent lightbulb induced headache, I don't want to cook dinner and damn it, I'm going to church. Because I was called out by a seven year old, that's why.
Wish me luck. Or pray if you are so inclined. I'll be trying to sit in the darkest part of the church.
3 comments:
Did you find a dark spot? I need to blog about my night church experience last night.
I love it that God can be our hiding place.
Actually, the preacher couldn't make it so we canceled church and I found a very dark spot. There was much rejoicing. I did make my mom tell Brynna that church was really canceled, though. :)
how funny
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